"Gang Of $" lyrics - SHUDDER TO THINK

Hey Mr. Dancin'
My drink is on a short leash
My mouth is a cold sore display case
Here's a tip-you could take alot of abuse if you exchange
Your skin for leather
All over town they've got these like messenger
Girls what ride around on innertubes
Their asses are all scraped up
Their eyes cold kick me off the bus y'all

One honey donut and your lips are stuck to the seat
You close the door
On my machine girl you laugh a lot and run around
I'm out of fun and
Stuck here
Down

Another tempting tail in the back
The ghost of my mom is in the telephone
Look at that blind evil Rapunzel taking care of the guy who beat her up
Ooh I hope you call soon nothing's right
I cab it to the bathtub
Sugar and wine, a dozen sharks, and a bar of soap of course